CALLEJERO FINO (DJ TAO Turreo Sessions #723)

DJ Tao
What's up, are you scared?
Throw the sound that the gang likes

Colombian, what I like is your tough girl face
Welcome to Argentina, the land of Maradona
Of fernet, of barbecue, maker of fashion
The mate, the folklore, let them fight or run
Come on, cousin, it's now

Hello, how are you? Good day
I'm cool, just arrived from the tour
I was driving at two hundred in the little Golf on the avenue
With a face like: What are they looking at me for?
Or in case you didn't know, I know you imagine it
Dance now

She's not just pretty, she's very pretty
She was devilish and now she's devilish
My favorite food is delicious
I sing explicit lyrics in her ear

For the fake ones, what I give them is a beating
The fools with the fools and the devils with the devils
To the one who crosses in the middle, I'll tear his leg off
My brothers dance cumbia with their brains in samba
(My brothers dance cumbia with their brains in samba, samba)

I added a new day to the week so they don't ruin the vibe
I perfume myself, I dress up, so they see how I'm doing
Don't ruin the vibe

She asks for ransom and I give it to her
Tonight at Tropi, call your friend, let her get on the bus
She smokes with a zombie face
And if you wonder why
It's because she has some flowers
She rocks the dance floor
Her hips break it

She's not just pretty, she's very pretty
She was devilish and now she's devilish
My favorite food is delicious
I sing explicit lyrics in her ear

I have outfits in all colors
I have perfume with rich scents
I cook for her with many flavors
Let's change the subject, dude, nderakore

If I call, they all report with the laptop
I love business, that's why I'm agile, the anti-fool
I handle myself alert and, in the street, I'm skillful, versatile

If they look for war, the shots are all free
You'll hear shots from the bottom to the mast, that's how it is
I'm a mix of Los Pibes Chorro with Damas Grati'
I'm calm

There was a real tough guy missing in the Turreo Sessions
This is Argentina
DJ Tao
What's up, are you scared?
They are thugs from the keyboard
7-2-3
And make it clear, minors are full on
And listen
For the tough girls kisses and for the fools bursts, thug